I've been neglecting this thing. The last couple of days I've been distracting meself fairly hard looking at numbers.
I'm beginning to think I'm an amazingly stupid individual in more ways than I usually give myself credit for. I have a text file of everything Alonzo Wright (Big Loooser) said while he was posting here. Been going over the hints he gave trying to understand what he was saying.
Here are a few of the jewels he left:
- I look at numbers the way God looks at them.
- Keep it simple.
- History always repeats itself.
Doesn't seem all that cryptic, does it?
Anyway, I've been struggling to put what he said into the context of everything I've learned since about the way the numbers work. Back testing in a half-arsed way. Testing all manner of methods and posting them as predictions, usually either as five-number sets, or tight full wheels.
A while ago I found something I've been overlooking for a long time, looking straight at it but not seeing it. So I put together yet another tight wheel.
If New Mexico Roadrunner hits these tonight I'll know I should have hopped in the galloping jalopy and driven the seven miles down the mountain to buy half a dozen tickets.
Anyway, everything's quiet here tonight, cats sacked out, 65 degrees indoors without so much as a heater going. I'd guess there's a lot of familying going on, people coming in from faraway places to try and find things their family members can say to get their danders up, remembering slights and offenses that happened a quarter century ago and hoping THIS time that old dirt can be dredged up in a way that leaves the other party feeling like dirt.
Kids coming home from school to huff and puff with newly found sophistication. Boys telling their old girl friends there are just NO interesting girls off in the mid-west, and the girls agreeing, but swearing there aren't any interesting boys around here, either.
Life goes on.